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I have a friend and when he sings, i cry |
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All the memories inside try to rebirth and give me life |
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But i can't talk about old times tonight |
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'cause round here blue light stays up all the time |
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It's seven o'clock |
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I already feel late |
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All the pain from my stress are beating my chest |
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About decisions i've had to make |
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Well i breathe in light |
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And i breathe out light |
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Run my hands through my hair, threw my breath in the air |
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Oh, i'm so tired of running |
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When all your bad boys have gone sour |
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And you're shivering, cold and alone in a shower |
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Oh baby that soap won't make you clean |
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Screaming at jesus just to let you bleed |
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It's seven-thirty |
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I can smell the candles burning |
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I could go to sleep now |
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I'll just wait till morning |
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When the melodies come and sing me stories |
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All the birds that can talk |
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No, they're never boring |
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There's nothing like hearing that girl cry on the receiver |
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And your stomach hurts so bad 'cause you think you need her |
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So you down that cough syrup |
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You love feeling so screwed up |
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And you crawl up those steps and read yourself to sleep |
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Yeah, you crawl up those steps and sing yourself to peace |
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It's eight o'clock |
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She didn't eat today |
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Yeah, hurting herself's never felt this great |
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Well you see that green hill, friend |
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That's where i'm gonna be |
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Watching glory coming in the form of morning |
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I was found on that dark hillside |
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With a certain painting by my side |
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Screaming: knock down the house of regret |
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Knock it down, pave it over |
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Till you feel younger and younger |
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Knock it down, pave it over |
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Till you feel like you can't again |
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Knock it down, pave it over |
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Till your heart's warmer and warmer |
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Knock it down, pave it over |
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Till you wake up born again |
